Archive for February, 2007

Hey! A Tuesday post! I just have an amusing story to relate which is (probably unfortunately) World of Warcraft related, but I’ll try to make it all generic and fun like. That way the 95% of you who don’t play the game but read the booniverse can be amused without thinking “Blah, blah WoW (the game) technogarble”. Hopefully. Anyway, here it goes!

Hee! I’m on Vay-Cay-Tion! And as such I’ve done SQUAT all day long! Well I did get up super going into work early so I could drop TheMan off at his place of employment (because I’m a nice wife and decided I might could do that soas he didn’t have to find a place to park, which would have been nowhere since they cut a bagillion parking places but not a bagillion people). I had plans to come back and play WoW, or work on the decrapulation project but…(more…)

Did you know that the tea is Constant ComMENT and not Constant ComET? I had no idea until I picked some up whilst shopping yesterday and TheMan made a computer funny about it. I totally didn’t get where he was coming from and he thought I was a total goon head for saying Constant Comet all these years. I still don’t know where he’s coming from with his computer funny, but at least I’ve corrected some tea lore I had wrong.(more…)

Lo! And what have we here…a Monday? I love Mondays, I don’t have to think much when updating because WEEKEND RECAP! Except I do have to remember what all happened on Friday and that was three whole days ago. Three! Sometimes that is a challenge unto itself.

Or rather “goood whatever time of day it happens to be for you reading out there” if you prefer. I’m not even sure if it’s technically morning here anymore. Meh. I’m feeling a bit low today with the stomach gurgle and a basic ‘feeling like poo’ thing going on. Thus, although I haven’t written the entry yet, I feel today’s font of wisdom may indeed meander from topic to topic in traditional boo fashion. Apologies in advance.(more…)

It’s the most creative title I cold think of that I haven’t already used to indicate an impending SAST. I was going to look and see if I defined GORP yet, for those of you who are going “What??!?”, but I got two entries in to my search and got bored. So here’s the quick and dirty and possibly redundant explanation: Gobs of Raisins and Peanuts. GORP. At least that’s how it was explained to me way back in the day.

Minus four degrees? Minus Four Degrees??!? Is that even a real temperature? It sounds more like some sort of science lab temperature. “Take it down to minus four degrees, let’s see if boo’s toes fall off.” They didn’t, but only because I snagged a piping hot cup of coffee when I got in and wrapped my feet around it. HA!